I got one Alabama returnThat'll take me far away from you.'cause when you take me in your arms I turn to slave.I can't be saved.

So I got my cappuccino to goAnd I'm heading for the hills again.'cause if we party anymoreWe'll start a fire of pure desire.

Closer, your mind's firing blindWith your head in your face gettingRed in your heart beats closerYou fall on your knees and theGeek at your feet says you're neatAnd the beat gets closer.You dive for the thrill atThe kill but your heart's had its fillBut it still creeps closerYou wanted to freeze but you'reWeak, in too deep, And the beat And the beat gets closer

CloserCloser Closer Closer Closer Closer Closer

We give it upAnd then they take it away.A girl's got to zip it upAnd get her head in the shade.Baby, if we give it upIt's just a matter of timeBefore all the heavy stuffComes back to bite your behind.